Sep 2021
In being alive
my heart opens to sing
all else I set aside
such joys does the moment bring-
in being alive
love blooms as in sweetest spring
in bliss I abide
there's splendour in everything
my heart opens to sing
all else I set aside
such joys does the moment bring-
in being alive
love blooms as in sweetest spring
in bliss I abide
there's splendour in everything
(M/Victoria, Australia)
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